He had been living in your basement for about two months and like many others he was terribly scared the first few weeks, but then he realized that he now belonged to another woman

The basement became rather indifferent to him, as did the heavy chain on his ankle, which squeezed his skin until it became bruised. It's as if he's lost all emotion over the past months.

When he heard the basement door open, he remained seated, roughly anticipating the next steps. As usual, he laid his head on your lap and closed his eyes.

Louis: When will you let me out of here?